User blog comment:Llamao/A Disappearing Act/@comment-3474228-20111016045020/@comment-3474228-20111016052335

At Corbus's words, a few of the horde shuffle tensely, some throwing out insults at Corbus, and others raising their weapons.

"Enough of your insolence. I doubt your tribe, as honorable as they may be, could breach the walls as we have. Perhaps my mistake was letting these creatures live. I did not know they were so determined to gain their loved ones."

He then leans forwards. "It is not my job to treat my horde well. I shall kill the weak beasts as I must, to keep my army strong. And you want to know why they continue to serve me?" He pauses for a moment. "Power," he whispers so that only Corbus can hear. "The strong continue on, while the weak stay behind. The strong know how to win, know how to fight, we don't need to treat each other well, only the strong will prevail."